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O Shee who weave the moonlight into shimmering white strands, / O powerful and tender-hearted Shee! / While I live at home in plenty or am poor in far-off lands, / I will thank you for the gifts you gave to me.
For the silver collar that you wrought me by your magic art, / For the scarlet Seal that on my mouth you set, / For the glorious White Flower that you placed upon my heart, / When the sun and moon shall die I'll thank you yet.
For around my throat the Silver Collar of soft arms I wear, / On my mouth sweet lips have fixed the Scarlet Seal, / On my heart the perfect Flower white of deathless love I bear, / And these charms, your gifts, ensure my lasting weal.
O Shee who weave the moonlight into shimmering white strands, / O powerful and tender-hearted Shee! / Though I live at home in plenty or am poor in far-off lands, / I will thank you for the gifts you gave to me.